Wednesday, September 29, 2010

September

The past couple of years, September has felt more like August - the heat and humidity of a Midwestern August hanging on much too long.

This year, September surprised me. Labor Day weekend was beautiful and - boom! - it was fall. Before I was even ready for it.

Not that I'm complaining. I love fall weather! Cool mornings, warm mid-days, t-shirts and sweaters. This September has been particularly beautiful - sunny day following sunny day with the autumn crisp in the air.

Ahhh...

The kids are anxiously awaiting for the trees to lose their leaves. They love to make 'leaf houses' and 'leaf towns' and play outside all afternoon.

It's lovely for me too.

In honor of September:

SeptemberHelen Hunt Jackson

The goldenrod is yellow;The corn is turning brown;The trees in the apple orchardsWith fruit are bending down.

The gentian's bluest fringesAre curling in the sun;In dusty pods the milkweedIts hidden silk has spun.

The sedges flaunt their harvestIn every meadow nook;And asters by the brook-sideMake asters in the brook.

3 comments:

It really has been a lovely September. A gentle slipping into autumn and full of more beautiful days ahead. As much as I dread the winter, I cannot help but love the cooler mornings and evenings; the smell of the air; and the heat from the sun that is not quite so, well, hot. Thank you for your poem.

Pretty pictures, Michelle! And I really like that September poem; it was a perfect choice. : ) I've been getting some really great sleep lately, thanks to these cool autumn evenings, and for that I am very grateful!